Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Jiang Xinyan rejoiced in her heart, fortunately there was no kind-hearted person last night, so she gave Lingquan water to those who were savage.

Although the corpse is not the Chu family army, it is indeed too much for them to treat them like that.

She was full of writing on her little face, unhappy very unhappy.

Chu Lixuan watched as more than 29,000 people set off in the morning light.

He walked over and hugged Jiang Xinyan, "Xinxin, don't be angry! Fortunately, we haven't done them any favors."

"That's right, if you give it, then don't be mad!" Jiang Xinyan said with a small mouth.

She said before that there are bacteria in the operation, and men are not allowed to approach her.

Now, he was angry and forgot, "We went into the space and soaked in the hot spring for a while. We didn't sleep all night, and I was a little tired."

What Chu Lixuan said to his little wife, he agreed very much.

Jiang Xinyan still crawled on his back during the day and slept for a long time.

Chu Lixuan hadn't slept for two nights and a day, and if he continued on the road during the day, he hadn't slept for two days and two nights.

Jiang Xinyan said distressedly: "When we go out to eat breakfast, we will find Zhao Yu, and then we can sleep in the space and chase after everyone, okay?"

"Hmm~"

The couple changed their clothes and left the space, and everyone was waiting for them to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Chu Lixuan asked Jin Yiwei's three people to be optimistic about the team, and they went to Zhao Yu.

The officer led the officers and officers, and they could only set off silently as a whole team. Now they all listen to Jin Yiwei.

The exiles continued their journey on the morning dew, and the couple stayed to sleep.

They walked for nearly two months before they crossed the two prefectures.

From the capital city to Youzhou, it is far away, spanning five prefectures and countless counties.

It has been raining and the weather has been fine, and there are water sources everywhere, but the wild vegetables and weeds have not had time to grow.

They were picked up by the refugees who fled the famine to feed their hunger, and they didn't even encounter a wild dog on the road.

There are no corpses on the official roads, and the refugees who fled the desert generally tried their best to drive out of the city gate.

The city gate was not opened, so the corpse smelt into the city.

The refugees who fled the desert are no longer surrounded by the city gate, and the crowd of fleeing deserts is sparsely seen on the official road.

Song Mingjiang still went with Chu Lixiang and Chu Lizheng.

At a young age, he calmly looked at the fleeing people and said softly.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Xiang, look at those who escaped from the famine, there is water everywhere now, why don't they know how to wash themselves?"

"I guess I don't have the strength!" Chu Lizheng said weakly.

When he first started, he was reduced from a concubine to an outlaw.

When my mentality collapsed, I haven't washed for more than ten days. I feel very desperate, what else to wash!

Chu Lixiang was even more focused on taking care of his mother, but he didn't have time to be pessimistic and world-weary.

"Yeah! Instead of running around like this, it's better to settle down and grow cabbage in the village to eat!"

Song Mingjiang didn't suffer for a long time. At first, he was still sitting in a soft sedan chair.

Although it was hard at the back, the whole family took care of him, and Song Mingjiang was young and mature, and knew how to live with the situation.

Knowing that you can't be too imposing, have a high self-esteem, and keep a humble attitude at all times, you can walk steadily and far.

The Song clan, old and young, respected him and liked him very much.

The same situation, different mentality, often very different endings.

This is the difference between Song Mingjiang and Chu Lizheng. The two are about the same age, but their experiences along the way are completely different.

Song Mingjiang knew to keep a normal heart and not to indulge in the sorrow of exile, so he lived happily.